Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Grenada and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Unwound to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Whodini,
Deakin,
Peter & Gordon,
The Mojo Men,
Country Teasers,
Howard Jones,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
This Heat,
The Cramps,
The Star Department,
Cluster,
R.M.O.,
David McCallum,
Symarip,
Duran Duran,
The Gap Band,
Joe Smooth,
Chrome,
Sun City Girls,
Black Sheep,
The Gun Club,
The United States of America,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sam Rivers,
Zapp,
Porter Ricks,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Litter,
Jandek,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Judy Mowatt,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Essential Logic,
The Human League,
Patti Smith,
Amazonics,
Minnie Riperton,
Jeff Mills,
Harpers Bizarre,
Das Ding,
The Raincoats,
The Fortunes,
X-101,
The Divine Comedy,
Black Flag,
Scratch Acid,
Q65,
Soulsonic Force,
The Associates,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pharoah Sanders,
FM Einheit,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Barclay James Harvest,
Radio Birdman,
Newcleus,
Public Enemy,
In Retrospect,
AZ,
DJ Style,
Isaac Hayes,
Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.